Percy looked puzzled. He stared at the bullet screen comments in front of him, piecing together some of what happened yesterday from the text.
Why was there a three-headed dog at the school? Why did they say this was some kind of plot that needed to be discovered by Potter and the others?
Percy's frown deepened as he thought, scaring Fù Kě, who flinched.
"We weren't caught by a Professor," Fù Kě defended herself and the others. "And we didn't lose any points."
"I'm sorry, Prefect Weasley," a gentle voice sounded, and a tall figure stood in front of Fù Kě.
Cedric smiled kindly and asked Percy, "Did our junior student from the academy do something wrong?"
"She went out after curfew yesterday," Percy said. "With students from our house."
"Ah..." Cedric looked back at Fù Kě with some surprise. He hadn't expected the seemingly well-behaved girl to be out after curfew so soon. But he still turned back and said to Percy, "Then I don't think all the blame should be on Kě? Fù. After all, more students from your Gryffindor house went out, didn't they?"
Percy was momentarily speechless. He turned and glared at Ron and Harry, who were watching them.
"I'm not here to blame her," Percy saw the harsh accusations against him in the bullet screen comments and explained helplessly. "I just want to ask what they were doing last night. I couldn't get it out of the students from our house."
[Younger brother = student from our house.]
[Savior = student from our house.]
[It really is Percy.]
[Cedric, standing in front, looks so cool!]
[Come shield me.]
[You guys at the front, sigh, I...]
Cedric's expression didn't change when he saw this. He simply nodded reassuringly at Fù Kě.
"It's not Kěkě's fault," Harry rushed over, sounding a little unnatural when using Fù Kě's nickname. But he stood in front of Percy, explaining for her. "It was that Malfoy. He insisted we go duel with her."
"But he didn't go!" Ron pointed at Draco, saying angrily, "He lied to us and almost got us caught by Filch!"
"What did you do to him?" Cedric lowered his head and asked Fù Kě beside him. "I'm talking about Mr. Malfoy from Slytherin."
"I accidentally broke his dessert when school started, and he got his revenge later," Fù Kě said. The incident was so long ago, she found Draco's lingering grudge a bit ridiculous. She looked up and said curiously, "I didn't even know his name."
"He played a trick on you?" Cedric knitted his brows. He glanced at Draco, who was arguing with Ron again. "Were you bullied?"
[Draco, OUT!]
[Kěkě: Reporting.JPG]
Fù Kě didn't really feel like it was a big deal. She shook her head. "It was okay, not really bullied... I just hiccuped a few times, it wasn't a big problem."
Cedric stood up straight. He faced Percy again, who was still standing there watching the bullet screen comments, and said seriously, "I'm sorry, Prefect Weasley. I think you've understood clearly now. This cannot be blamed on Fù from our house."
"I said, I'm not blaming her," Percy once again defended himself helplessly. He grabbed Ron's collar again, who was restlessly clenching his fists, and pulled him back to his seat. He turned around and said to Fù Kě, who was behind Cedric, "If I scared you, I apologize. But if they ask you to go out after curfew again, just ignore them."
[Do you guys believe this? I don't.]
[If you don't believe it, I don't either.]
[If none of you believe it...]
[No nested responses!]
Hermione was still sitting in her seat, intently watching Fù Kě and the bullet screen comments in front of her.
If it weren't for the bullet screen comments saying she shouldn't be able to see these words, she wouldn't have to piece together crucial information from witty remarks.
Seeing that the first plot point mentioned in the bullet screen comments had ended, she began to recall the unusual aspects she had noticed when seeing the three-headed dog last night.
Watching Percy drag Ron away by his collar, Harry let out a sigh of relief. He turned around and looked at Fù Kě apologetically.
"Sorry, the prefect from just now is a prefect from our house. He's a bit..." Harry chose his words carefully, secretly glancing at Percy, who had her back to him. He whispered, "eager? Or particular. About the house points. We weren't seen by a professor when we went back, so don't worry."
"It's okay," Fù Kě shook her head. She glanced at Cedric in front of her and, imitating Harry, secretly told him, "Actually, I think going out after curfew is quite interesting. If there's a next time, you can call me too."
"We can go to the kitchens to find something to eat when we get back too."
Fù Kě hadn't forgotten her beloved kitchens. Harry nodded shyly, "Of course! So, can we be friends now... even if we're not in the same house..."
[Who taught Harry this?]
[Did he take tutoring?]
[This isn't overtaking on the curve, this is drifting on the curve.]
Cedric pretended not to hear their hushed conversation. He just stood aside, waiting for them to finish saying things that would obviously result in point deductions.
"Okay, okay..." Harry, who had finally mustered the courage, was so embarrassed by the teasing in the bullet screen comments that after receiving Fù Kě's affirmation, he gave her one last look and fled as if pursued.
"How have things been at school lately?" Cedric asked Fù Kě casually after watching Harry leave. He didn't have many opportunities to talk to her. It was mainly the bullet screen comments that kept him on guard. Most of the time, he would only glance at her briefly, and when the bullet screen comments started talking about happily shipping them, he would look away.
He felt that presenting Fù Kě, who was unaware of everything, to these strangers was disrespectful.
"It's been great, Prefect Diggory," Fù Kě said, showing off her English after her recent training. She said excitedly, "The food is delicious, and the school is very fun. I just made new friends. Hannah can ask him for his autograph later. She's wanted one for a long time..."
Cedric listened with a smile. He casually placed the bowl Fù Kě had been holding back on the table and sat down beside her.
"I guess you're not full yet," Cedric leaned slightly to the side, blocking Draco's dissatisfied gaze from behind. He added a piece of lamb chop to Fù Kě's plate. "Is there anything else you'd like to eat?"
[The senior is still the senior, the senior cannot become a wife...]
[We want a daddy, we want a daddy.]
[Mommy, I want some too!]